The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1319: The Game Goes Better and Better
At this moment, the ping-pong ball became like a rubber ball spinning back and forth, bouncing to this side and then bouncing onto the opponent's table.

The speed of the ball was getting faster and faster, leaving behind silver-white afterimages, as if weaving an invisible net in the air.

The breathing in the audience seemed to have stopped, and the only sound was the crisp "click" when the racket collided with the ball, and the rapid sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor.

The two players' eyes were as sharp as hawks, their feet moved quickly, and their bodies leaned forward slightly, like a taut bowstring, ready to launch the strongest counterattack at any time.

The trajectory of the ball bouncing on the table is unpredictable, sometimes with strong side spin, and sometimes shooting straight into the opponent's gap like a sharp arrow.

Suddenly, a fierce smash! The ball hit the corner of the table like a meteor, but the opponent seemed to have expected it. He shook his wrist and gently cut the racket. The ball drew a strange arc in the air and fell on Jianhua's table.

Seeing this, Jianhua responded immediately.

The ping-pong ball banged one after another.

Seeing this, Jianhua immediately lowered his center of gravity, flipped his wrist suddenly, and swung the racket out diagonally.

"Bang!" A counter-loop ball came back like lightning, with a strong topspin going straight to the opponent's backhand.

The opponent was caught off guard and barely turned sideways to save the ball, but the ball bounced high after hitting the racket, drawing a weak parabola.

Jianhua held his breath, his eyes fixed on every subtle movement of his opponent. At the moment when the ball fell to the best hitting point.

"Swish!" A tricky side-spin serve, the ball passed through the net like a dragonfly skimming the water, and fell rapidly on the opponent's table.

The opponent's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly tried to pick up the ball with his racket almost touching the ground.

The spectators on the sidelines stood up at the same time.

Jianhua had already predicted what would happen. His legs gathered strength like springs and he flew into the air.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and all his strength was concentrated on his right arm holding the racket.

"Boom!" With a thunderous smash, the ping-pong ball turned into a golden stream of light and hit the opponent's table with a sound of breaking through the air.

"Snapped!"

"Game over! 12:11" the referee's whistle pierced the sky.

Jianhua won the first game.

At the beginning of the second game, Jianhua stood on the left side of the table and gently held the ping-pong ball in his palm.

He took a deep breath and threw the ball high up with his left hand. The ball spun and rose under the spotlight, and almost stopped for a moment when it reached the highest point.

At the moment the ball fell, Jianhua's body suddenly released like a fully drawn bowstring. He flicked his wrist, and the racket brushed the bottom of the ball at a 45-degree angle, making a light "snap" sound.

The ping-pong ball crossed the net with a strong sideways spin, and suddenly changed its trajectory the moment it bounced off the opponent's table, turning sharply to the right as if being pulled by an invisible hand.

The opponent frowned slightly, had to take a step forward, and managed to slice the ball with his backhand before the ball was about to fall a second time.

The return ball was high and floating, Jianhua had already predicted it, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes
A gleam of light flashed in Jianhua's eyes, and he quickly retreated half a step like a cheetah.

The muscles in his right arm tensed instantly, and the racket drew a sharp arc from bottom to top.

"Snapped!"

A textbook forehand loop shot came out.

The ping-pong ball, with amazing topspin, drew an exaggerated parabola in the air, and suddenly accelerated downward the moment it touched the table.

The opponent hurriedly returned to defense, and as soon as the racket touched the ball, he felt a strong rotation, and the return ball flew out of bounds.

“1:0!” the referee announced loudly.

There was an exclamation from the sidelines.

Jianhua's serve and attack tactics are perfect: first, he uses his body to block the action when serving, hiding the rotation changes, and then accurately controls the landing point to the most uncomfortable position for the opponent to receive the serve. After that, he predicts the return route in advance and prepares for continuous attack.

At the same time, after losing the first ball, the opposing player wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This time he stood on the right side of the table, gently stroking the rubber of the racket with his fingers, and observing his opponent's position with a keen gaze.

Suddenly, he threw the ball higher and steeper than the last time, and his wrist shook very secretly as the ball fell. With a "swish", a high-speed ball hit the opponent's forehand corner! This serve seems simple, but it contains an initial speed of up to 100 kilometers per hour, and the flight trajectory is close to the upper edge of the net, and it bounces irregularly after touching the table.

The opponent could barely reach the ball and the quality of the return was noticeably reduced.

Jianhua had already stepped aside to make way.

The opponent's return ball was high and floating, drawing a hasty parabola.

Jianhua raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his body was ready to go like a bow.

He squatted slightly with his legs down, his center of gravity completely on his right foot, and his whole body was like a spring compressed to the extreme.

"boom!"

A powerful smash exploded like thunder.

The moment the racket touches the ping-pong ball, the friction between the rubber and the ball makes a harsh "squeaking" sound.

The ball turned into a beam of white light and hit the opponent's table in a nearly straight trajectory. The moment of contact, it actually exploded into a circle of air waves visible to the naked eye!

The opponent had just raised his racket when the ping-pong ball hit the baffle behind him with a bang, then bounced high up, spinning and leaving a shining trajectory under the light.

“2:0!” The referee’s voice was trembling.

The flash lights on the sidelines suddenly lit up.

This ball perfectly demonstrated Jianhua's terrifying explosive power. First, the hitting point was grasped at the highest point, then the power of the waist and legs was completely transmitted to the arms, and finally the angle of the racket face was controlled accurately to the millimeter.

Jianhua let out a light breath and unconsciously spun the racket with his fingertips.

His eyes became sharper, as if he had seen through every possible flaw of his opponent.

On the third serve, he deliberately slowed down his movements, making the whole audience hold their breath and watch the ping-pong ball in his hand.
Sweat dripped down Jianhua's chin. He took a deep breath and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the rubber of the racket.

The opponent was wiping his red palms with a towel, but his eyes became more and more ferocious.

The referee raised his hand to signal serve.

In silence, the trajectory of the ping-pong ball thrown into the air looked like a slow-motion movie shot.

He gently weighed the ping-pong ball twice in his palm, and suddenly made an unexpected move, he switched to a backhand serve!

I saw him throwing the ball high up with his left hand, and at the moment the ball fell, he shook his right hand violently backhanded.

The racket cut through the ball at a strange angle, making a slight "hiss" sound.

This serve had a strong reverse spin, and after the ball passed the net, it seemed as if it was cast by magic, leaving a strange "Z" shaped trajectory on the opponent's table.

The opponent's rhythm was completely disrupted by this sudden change, and he hastily blocked it with his backhand.

"Snapped!"

The ball flew high and Jianhua had already stepped forward.

His body stretched out completely in the air and his right hand swung out like a whip.

The moment the racket touched the ball, the entire stadium seemed to be silent for a moment. "Boom!"

A powerful smash hit the opponent's table directly, and the ball was so fast that it even left an afterimage in the air.

The opponent had just raised his racket when the ball hit the backboard with a "bang" and bounced back into the court.

“3:0!” The referee’s voice was trembling.

This serve perfectly demonstrated Jianhua's comprehensive technical skills. He suddenly changed his serving method to disrupt the opponent's rhythm. At the same time, his backhand serve was highly concealed, and the subsequent rotation changes made it difficult for the opponent to judge.

The coach on the sidelines couldn't help but clench his fist and cheer, while the opponent wiped the sweat from his forehead, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.

Jianhua walked back to the serving position calmly, gently twirling the racket with his fingers, with a faint smile on his lips.

He knew that this game was firmly in his hands.
Jianhua suddenly changed the rhythm of his serve and bounced the ball lightly twice on the table.

This subtle movement made the entire audience hold their breath unconsciously.

He leaned over slightly and threw the ball with his left hand in an unusually low arc.

Just as the ball fell to the same height as the net, his wrist shook at a speed that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, and the edge of the racket lightly brushed the lower part of the ball.

The ping-pong ball passed over the net with a strange "floating feeling" and suddenly fell after passing the net, as if it was pulled by an invisible string.

The opponent's pupils suddenly contracted. This serve combined an extremely concealed wrist shaking action. With a strong mixture of backspin and sidespin, the ball flew over the net and fell sharply.

He managed a backhand slice, but his return was high and slow.

Jianhua's eyes flashed coldly, and he appeared in front of the stage like a ghost. He raised his right hand high, and his racket reflected a cold light under the lights.

"Snapped!"

A clean and neat lob! The ping-pong ball bounced up at a nearly vertical angle, whizzed past the opponent's ear, and hit the backboard heavily, making a deafening "bang".

“4:0!”

The opponent stood there in a daze, with beads of sweat sliding down his cheeks.

Jianhua slowly walked back to the serving position, casually twirling the racket with his right hand, and taking out another ball from his pocket with his left hand.

His expression remained calm, but the flame of victory was already burning in his eyes. This perfect start was heading towards a crushing victory.
In the fifth serving game, Jianhua changed to the "submarine" serving posture.

He arched his back and bent his knees, lowering his body's center of gravity to an extremely low level, and threw the ball with his left hand to a height of only 15 centimeters, which is the minimum throwing height stipulated by the International Table Tennis Federation.

At the moment the ball fell, his backhand rubber cut the bottom of the ball at a nearly horizontal angle.

This serve has: an ultra-low bounce trajectory, with the first landing point 40cm from the net.

This is followed by reverse rotation at a speed of up to 120 rpm.

The erratic characteristic of sudden deceleration after passing the net.

The opponent made a misjudgment, the racket angle was off by 2 degrees when he hit the forehand, and the return ball went straight into the net. "5:0!" the electronic scoreboard flashed.

Technical statistics show that Jianhua's direct scoring rate from serve in this game has reached 80%.

In the sixth serve, Jianhua suddenly changed to a "high and long throw".

He threw the ball to a height of 3 meters, and as the ball fell, he coordinated the violent ups and downs of his body's center of gravity and used his forehand rubber to blast the back of the ball.

The initial speed of this serve reached 132km/h, and it landed precisely on the white edge of the end line.

Although the opponent barely reached the ball, his return was 0.5cm out of bounds, and high-speed camera playback confirmed that the call was correct.

During the break, the technical panel displays key data:
Average serve speed: 98 rpm Serving variation types: 6

Serving rate: 83.3%
The opponent finally exploded in the sixth ball, winning the first point with a stunning "King Twist"! This return ball not only showed the sudden change to the straight-grip horizontal hitting technique when receiving the serve, but also showed that the wrist turned 180 degrees at the moment of contact with the ball.

The ping-pong ball made an exaggerated side curve, passed the net post and fell rapidly.

When Jianhua tried his best to save the ball, the edge of his racket rubbed the ball, and the return ball was 15 centimeters above the table. The opponent seized the opportunity and made a slam dunk. The ball hit the white line of the table like a cannonball, and the splashing sweat drew a shining trajectory under the light.

After the opponent won, he suddenly roared to the sky and pounded his chest three times with his right fist. This iconic celebration action caused a tsunami-like roar to erupt from the audience.

High-speed cameras showed that the winning ball reached a speed of 142 kilometers per hour, and its rotation intensity broke the opponent's highest record this season.

Jianhua bent down to tie his shoelaces and took the opportunity to calm his breathing.

He noticed that his opponent had changed to a new, bright red racket with a special rubber specifically designed for spin balls.

The coach on the sidelines quickly handed over the tactical board with the following words scribbled on it: "Pay attention to the backhand position and use a quick long ball instead."

The large electronic screen replayed the details of the point loss just now: Jianhua's serve rotation was predicted in advance by the opponent, and the footwork adjustment was completed 0.3 seconds before touching the ball.

This detail reveals that his serving routine has been thoroughly studied by his opponents.

The game is about to begin and the air in the stadium seems to freeze.

Jianhua bounced the ball seven times, a habit he had when he was in trouble. The audience followed the rhythm of the bounces and counted: "Three, four, five." When the ball bounced for the seventh time, he suddenly stopped, his eyes sharp as a knife.

Jianhua wiped the handle of the racket with a towel and glanced at the trembling wrist of the opposing player. This former world No. 3 was now in a complete technical collapse.

Jianhua suddenly changed the way he gripped the racket, switching to the rare "eagle claw" grip.

He threw the ball high up with his left hand, and when the ball fell to the level of his eye, his right arm swung out like a whip.

"Uh-huh!"

A "lightning serve" with a speed of up to 150 kilometers per hour tore through the air. This serve was full of killing intent.

The ping-pong ball shot straight into the opponent's backhand corner like a bullet, leaving a clear blue mark on the table.

Although the opponent barely touched the ball, his return shot hit the net directly.

Slow motion showed that the serve's rotation speed reached an astonishing 162 revolutions per second, setting a new record for the game.

Jianhua calmly wiped the sweat from his chin, but his eyes became sharper.

He noticed that his opponent began to wipe his racket frequently, a detail that exposed his opponent's anxiety.

The coach on the sidelines held up a tactical board with three eye-catching exclamation marks on it, which was a signal for an all-out attack.

Afterwards, Jianhua suddenly switched to the "Phantom Step" style of play.

His body center of gravity faked three times before shooting, but at the last moment he delivered a short ball with an extremely simple movement.

The beauty of this serve lies in the fake move that completely replicates the power posture of the previous two games.

The actual force is only 30% of a normal serve, and the landing point is precisely controlled 5cm in front of the net.

The opponent was completely fooled, and his sneakers made a harsh sound as he hurriedly stepped forward.

His return ball barely passed the net, but it gave Jianhua an excellent attacking opportunity. Jianhua flashed to the front of the table like a ghost, and with a textbook "quick tear" technique, the ping-pong ball turned into white light and hit the opponent's table.

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